#bergen_county

"Oh! Yes. But..." She casts a glance around the room, and chuckles. "At this point if we were to flop on a random furniture, we're likely to land on something either fragile, or pointy. Wanna help me sort this stuff up a bit?" She grins, with the promise of use of the surfaces once they are cleared...

"Sure! Just show me where.... and let me know if you have any lotion. Or oil." Another grin.

She grins. "I have lotion. Just help me toss the clothes aside and I'll show you where anything else goes. Oil can stain the sheets... I'm glad we didn't get a bill from the 'Hold." A smile as she recalls their visit to Firnost.

Another grin. "You're right, that's another place I've been since all this started. It wasn't like the courts at -all-....."

"You should hear some of the stories I've heard about it. Grain of salt... well maybe a SHAKER of salt, but if even a third of what they say is true, it used to be a pretty wild joint. I guess all those folk got old and settled down, and the new crop of wilders just never moved in."

He pauses shoveling clothes. "Did I see.... a statue of the Chief there?" Puzzled, and disbelieving.

She looks thoughtful, then shakes her head. "Must be a coincidence."

"Yeah, I thought that would be weird...... Where do these go?"

"Uh, the reeds on the dresser, and the bra just toss into the duffle. Ooh, I can't wait to see the apartment. I wonder if it's a studio. I wonder who the neighbors are?" Excited again.

Adam puts the items where instructed, although he lingers with the bra just a moment. "Well, you know about Ricki and her brother and dad. And you know about the Cuban sisters....."

He finds a pair of panties in the debris and holds them up, grinning at her.

She snatches them away with a laugh. "Those look better on me."

"They look better -off- you." He corrects, and keeps cleaning up.

She snickers. "We could see how they look on -you-..." A grin, tossing them over at his head.

He obligingly puts them on. His head. They are now a hat/mask.

She laughs - luckily as this pair is more lace and well wishes than fabric, he can see just fine. "Be careful what you wish for, or the dreaming will grant you a mighty warrior's helm but with that as the mortal aspect."

"Could be worse...." cheerfully. He continues cleaning up?

She'll help him finish clearing stuff enough to have some free space, and then they can enjoy a pleasant interlude to share what he has learned at EarthRunes.

Massage! Oh yes.... only one lesson, but he learned!

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